Buried In the Coals

Do you think you’re Heaven worthy
  for myself—I never have

The weight I carry pulls me down
  and keeps me off the path

I avoid most every mirror
  my reflection haunts me still

With eyes that stare like piercing lasers
  to maim, and then to kill

My spirit left in ashes
  my kindled soul to burn

Salvation buried in the coals
  —from lessons never learned

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2018)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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